Mr. Spock isn’t supposed to say “dickheads!”
If I hadn’t already heard Tom Baker refer to “monkey-shaggers,” and Peter Davison telling people to sod off, I might be scarred for life.
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Mr. Spock isn’t supposed to say “dickheads!”
If I hadn’t already heard Tom Baker refer to “monkey-shaggers,” and Peter Davison telling people to sod off, I might be scarred for life.
Finally, one of my favorite bands in the universe gets YouTubed!
Sons of Champlin, “Rooftop”
(x-posted from the Tumblr)
I personally would rather show up to a high school reunion and find out that I was remembered like this…
And even if I wasn’t, I’d certainly love to tell everyone this…
Everyone should have a dream, right?
In 40+ years of Doctor Who, the most often asked question is not, “Doctor, who?”
It’s the question I’m asking as I think about exactly what else to do on this site besides cross-posting my tweets.
Yes, that is Tomoyasu Hotei on guitar and yes, it really is the Kill Bill song!
(x-posted to the Tumblr)
Totally forgot there was a video for this song…
I know where the song goes, chronologically, but in terms of theme, it doesn’t quite fit in this scheme of things.
There’s a story to be had in this this (not necessarily Chicago-related) about how look and sound evolve–or maybe I should say adapt–over a few decades.
Only the beginning…
Playing free, or in the three, or agreeing to attempt something new…
Disco wasn’t quite dead yet…
Synths!
80s hair…
90s hair…
Almost full circle…
Full circle, and going back around…again…
Sort of reminds me of this 1980s TV “gem,” Masquerade
I see stuff like this, and marvel at how the Revolution hasn’t happened yet.
Bunch o’ crack…what was that? Why yes, I’m married to a white woman. So what? Nope, sorry, can’t explain the cognitive disconnects–I gotta go to the Mall. See ya!